Not So Innocent {Punk Niall Horan}

Motivation

Niall and I were currently lying in bed watching a movie. Every now and then, I would here a female, like voice arguing with another. She had a thick, british accent that I wish I contained.

"Just let me see her!" The female yelled louder. I heard the other male sigh before footsteps became louder and louder until they were outside Niall and I's bedroom door. Several knocks echoed through the large room before a girl around my age came in.

"Oh, thank god you're okay, Ellena!  Luke is missing, no trace of him we are --"

Who is she? Moreover, who is Luke?
"I-I'm sorry?" Niall awkwardly coughed before responding to the anonymous girl.
"She, she, arh - she suffers short term memory loss..." Niall squeaked, barely a whisper.

"What? You fucking barsted!" Niall's body stiffened as the girl cursed him out. "Julie, calm the fu-- darn down!" The now named girl --Julie-- continued to curse at Niall. Her face getting redder and redder.

"Ellena, he did this to you!" I frowned at Julie. Why will my own boyfriend hurt me? "Julie!" Niall gave her a warning look. However, Julie still tried to convince me that Niall had hurt me. I was getting fed up with her assumptions. "Niall will never do that to me! Now go away. I don't even know you and hope I never do!"

Julie gasped before her face softened. But her hard expression returned when she looked at Niall.
"I hope you get what's coming to you." Julie whispered towards Niall.

I glanced towards Niall. He stood still as a statue with his chest rising and falling. "Go get dressed, baby. We're going somewhere."

                            ***

Niall hasn't told me where we were going. We were now in the car and neither of us has spoken a word. Niall's expression had softened but yet his jaw was still clenched and his knuckles were white as they gripped the steering wheel.

The car came to a hault; I looked outside the window only to find that we were at a gym.

"Why are we here?" I asked, confusion laced through my voice. "I need to cool down and I didn't want Julie around you."

"Yeah, she didn't seem like a nice girl." Niall chuckled and shook his head. He then hopped out of the car and made his way to my side. I thanked him as he opened the door.

We then walked towards the front door of the gym. A muscular looking man greeted Niall. "Long time no see, Niall. Who's the babe?" Niall possessively wrapped his arm around my waist and pushed me against his body. "My girlfriend, Ellena"

Paul's eyes grew wide and a smile had made its way onto his lips. He looked as if he was proud. "Niall, I'm so happy for you. You've finally found someone. Isn't she beautiful, you're a lucky girl to have Niall. He is a nice lad, I know he may not be at his best at times but I assure you that-"

"That's enough, Paul. I would be training alone. Ellena will be the only one in the room; if anyone disturbs me, I won't be happy." I bit my tongue at Niall's hard expression. His accent was thicker then what it was hours ago.

Niall took my hand in his and led me to a privet room with a punching bag and other gym equipment. I was still very confused about everything. I didn't know why I was so comfortable with Niall. Sure, he told me he was my boyfriend, but I couldn't help but shake off the feeling of uneasiness.

I don't know why I was sceptical. Niall has been nothing but nice - to me anyway. Niall placed me on a seat in the empty gym room, made his way to his bag and took off his shirt. I couldn't help but stare at his body. Tattoos cover his arms and toned chest.

I felt proud that I have attracted such a beautiful man. "Come here, baby," Niall whispered and wriggled his finger towards himself. I got up from my seat and made my way towards Niall, "Help me with my gloves, please." I smiled when Niall said 'please'. You would think that someone as tough looking as he does wouldn't have any manners. Nevertheless, he does, and I was grateful for it.

I picked up the light, foam - like leather glove and undid the velcro. I gently took Niall's, warm, soft palm and put the glove on hand. I repeated for the other hand and looked at Niall. He leaned in and gave me a soft peck. I blushed before walking back over to the seat. Niall winked at me before making his way over to the punching bag.

Niall's iron punches were exposed to the punching bag. I flinched every few punches, which had caught Niall's attention. He stopped and took off his gloves. "Baby, could you come here?"

I was quick to jump off my chair and stood by Niall, "Lay down," he chuckled with amusement, "you're going to be my motivation." I frowned my eyes before lying on the ground as Niall asked.

The Irishman then layed on top of me but didn't put all his weight down. Niall kissed my lips before doing a push up. He kissed me again then did another. I giggled with amusement as Niall's face hovered about mine.
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